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Last day of the kiddies' holidays. Last cleaning day with me barking the little darlings around. Also last day of having to remind myself to go out and get some dosh.

Tomorrow, I shall remind myself to post the Patreon rewards EARLY, and make sure everyone knows that I'm also using the Ko-Fi pool for names I may need.

I may or may not run a competition to name ancillary characters as needed. I dunno. Murder Dollhouse is still zero buzz, and therefore near the end of the queue.

I'll see what happens.

This might wind up being one of those things I end up writing before I'm supposed to write it. Just like Clockwork Souls was.

Either way, I'm taking this one as seriously as I can and trying not to fuck it up. Pretty sure my main gal is going to have a significant other, and they're going to be geeks in love, but IDEK how that's going to go.

...I might be slightly obsessed.

But for now? I'm going to schedule my Blasts From the Past, and watch the clock because I need to get that moolah before nine.


I was exhausted, yesterday. It made an impact on today, and I haven't been awake for an entire hour yet.

I don't even know what it was, but something really drained my batteries.

Regardless, I woke a little past half an hour beyond when I usually pry open my eyes. Which meant I went through my morning routine in a little bit of a rush.

Which meant I forgot to take my preventer (derp) before I went on my walk.

Which meant

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The Archive of Moronic Ideas (Or: Proof I constantly Nightblog)

I get ideas all the time. Some of them are pretty damn whack, but also shiny to the degree that my muse keeps picking the goldurn things up.

So I figured I might as well put them here in the hopes that someone will do something intelligent with them.

Jesus in America

(Yeah this is not going to get me burned at the stake) Not the blonde-haired, blue-eyed jee-zuss favoured by the right-wing loudmouths. The brown-skinned Jewish boy with novel ideas about

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I freaking called it!

I have billions of good ideas and no concept of how to take them to fruition. Fine and dandy.

What bugs me is that I later see these good ideas coming into reality at a minimum of five years after I was flat-out told that my concepts were impossible for one reason or another.

In my teen years, I dreamed up an animation program that any idiot could use [specifically, an idiot like me who has no freaking clue how to animate]

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